Xia Yang

Iwasa, the bones of the earth, has been conceived and carved through natural processes such as igneficion, sedimentation, and transportation, extracting the essence of heaven and earth, and carrying the memories of the years. In the ancient saying, the mountain cave is Xiu, and the mountain cliff is called the rock. The rock may be like the sword spine in the sky, and the Xiu is often accompanied by clouds. The rocks may be embedded in the cliffs, if they meet the stars; Or hidden in the valley, the clouds are surrounded by fog, and the pillow is in the cold pool. There are also waves at the bottom of the rolling stones, abrupt and rugged, as if guarding the mysteries of nature.

When Li Bai climbed Tianmu Mountain, he once sighed: "Thousands of rocks are uncertain, and the flowers are leaning on the stones"; Bao Zhao stopped at Lushan and wrote: "A thousand rocks are full of blockage, and ten thousand ravines are lingering." However, my curiosity about rocks, although it stems from the poet's vivid brushstrokes, does not stop there. Only by being in it can you appreciate the mysterious creation of nature.

When I was a teenager, I visited Qinhuangdao, pursued the grand scenery of Cao Linjie Stone and watched the sea, and touched the reef on the shore for the first time, and the wonderful scenery of Su Dongpo's pen "You look at the stones on the shore, and the ancient eyes are like bees". For thousands of years, the tides have risen and fallen, and the holes in the reef are like holes in the shells of oysters, and together with the lines formed by the waves, they have become mystical books.

During my time in the recruit company, I worked in the Qingdao Dongshan Quarry to drill rocks and stones, and I really felt the strength and hardness of the rock wall. In the splash of sparks, it seems to see the spine of the sword that "pierces the blue sky", and reminds me of the legend of the stubborn stone left behind when Nuwa mends the sky.

After people are not confused, I climbed Xiangshan and encountered heavy rain, the wind was strong, the lightning and thunder, the mud and sand in the mountain ravine came down with the rain, but I saw a few rocks still the same as me, separated from the turbidity and independent, showing calm and strength. This made me further understand why the ancients used words such as "cliff" and "keel" to describe the scene of rocks and torrential rapids. This is really as vivid and expressive as Du Fu's poem "The river is cold and the water is long".

What also makes me unforgettable is that after the wind and rain, the afterglow of the sunset is like cinnabar dyed on the mountain wall, the moss marks reflect the green, and the rocks are even more magnificent after the baptism of wind and rain.

少年觀岩識其形，青年鑿岩知其性，中年悟岩得其神。 人應像岩石一樣，以雷霆鑄造靈魂，以風雨洗禮思想，經熔岩劫火而彌堅，經沉積凝結而厚重。 即使遭受百般磨難，精氣也不泯滅；即使洪濤壓頂，依然從容不迫；即使歲月沉寂、迷途漫漫，亦當堅守初衷，不捨逝水。 正所謂，大地骨骼崢嶸之處，天心自在，可以度量。